What a lovely morning, the sun was high and the morning breeze against the stained glass. I got up pretty early to do my daily morning routine. Today’s breakfast was hot chocolate and buns. After breakfast, It was already 8 o’clock and I haven’t even packed yet! PANIC! I slugged my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Brushing my teeth takes ages and my sister, Tracy, started banging on the door slightly irritated. Then when my mum said ” YOUR LATE FOR SCHOOL !”, I run out, swish pass my sister (red faced), pick up my school bag and slam the door behind me. Then as a bad habit I always forget something, like an exercise book, homework or some other junk. Like when I wake up at 6, I’ll be at school at 9:30. ( But that is on school days).
Anyway, today was Sunday so it took even longer to brush my teeth because mum didn’t remind me. When I finally made it out the bathroom my sister was downstairs arguing to mum about me. I quickly packed my stuff and headed for the door. And when I say quickly, I mean slowly. And when I say slowwwwwlyyyyy, I mean awfully slowly.
When we managed to get everything onto our car, we set off, on our way to our campsite. For the first few minutes, the holiday was going well. It was then dad turned the wrong corner and mum and dad started arguing. Mum blamed dad for not driving properly, while dad snapped at mum for yelling at him and losing his concentration. When we thought things could get any worse, one of the wheels broke. “Some holiday this is turning out to be” I thought bitterly. At this rate we won’t get to the campsite before dark ( 🙁 ). Mum and Dad reassured everyone that everything was OK and everything would be fine before we went to sleep.
But, boy they were wrong.